Mummy-fied me.

                               

Me in my Grave clothes

This is me in my current state. I feel like I’m stuck in miry clay, the more I struggle, the deeper I sink.

To many this may be trivial, but I’m struggling and feel like I’m fighting for a lost cause.

I really don’t want to be a dead man walking. Even if I glow on the outside, sin is gnawing in the inside of me.

Please keep me in prayers. No more double standards, living double lives.

I miss dance like crazy.